Result? “Groovaloo,” an eye-popping display — though you might prefer your dancing with a smaller helping of teenage angst.

The Los Angeles-based troupe, now playing the Joyce, was founded in 1999 by Bradley “Shooz” Rapier. Its 14 hip-hop dancers, who call themselves Groovaloos, have done a lot of television work and an earlier version of this theater piece in 2004, based on their lives. Some of the original members have since moved on, and their successors are playing the Joyce.

The good stuff is the dancing, in several hip-hop styles. Each dancer has a different specialty. There were some imaginative production numbers — an acrobatic duet on both sides of a mirror, a sweet tale of a robot on an assembly line.

If “Groovaloo” had stuck to that — or, better still, explained the difference between the styles — it would have been interesting, but shorter than its 85 minutes.

Instead, there’s a story, mostly told in a voice-over by the characters as they dance. It’s predictably and manipulatively inspirational. There’s gritty reality (abusive fathers and random shootings), but the reality has been pasteurized into stereotypes.

You know the moment you lay eyes on her that the pretty but inhibited blonde is going to discover her inner funkiness, or that the man tragically shot will be dancing again. For all the real-life struggle, the redemptions are unearned onstage.

The dancers are talented but limited, their best tricks repeated several times. The dancer who plays an ex-ballet student, Caity Lotz, is unconvincing when she actually tries to do ballet.

Nevertheless, if the Groovaloos inspire a kid or two to follow their dreams, more power to them.